There was no response.
Shen Zhuochuan stopped her movements, his breathing disordered and complicated as he said, "Send a telepathic message to the Yunyin Clan Chief."
Song Siyao remained silent for a long time.
His fingers curled up, and his eyes lost their former luster.
Silently, a message was sent to the clan leader.
Instantly, the other party replied.
But she was choked again, leaving her no strength to even cry out.
—Your father died the moment Awan vanished.
Tears streamed down her face; the girl, who rarely cried, lost the two family members who loved her most on this day.
Suddenly, dark clouds enveloped the area, making it gloomy and oppressive.
Qin Xi hugged her sister tightly, heartbroken, and burst into tears.
The scene between Shen Zhuochuan and his nephew Baili Xijiang was one of utter emptiness and death.
Wan Qiji felt so heavy on his shoulders that he could hardly breathe, unable to accept the word "death" in his mind.
.
That great battle.
Many people died originally.
But she was rescued by a female cultivator named Song Tingwan.
She possessed a divine elixir and, like a goddess, saved countless lives.
She is a beautiful female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, and everyone who has met her says she is very gentle.
In that great battle, only she and the culprit died.
Her younger sister, a disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect Master, also distinguished herself in that great battle.
Even now, countless people are speculating about the reasons why the Demon Lord coveted the two sisters.
The rumors are becoming increasingly outrageous.
Everyone who knew Song Tingwan refused to believe she was dead.
How could such a stunning and intelligent woman die so easily?
Everyone had forgotten that the Demon Lord Cang Jin was so powerful that day that even several Tribulation Transcending stage experts working together couldn't defeat him.
After that day.
Baili Xijiang and the others returned to the summit of Yunque.
The once carefree and lively group of five has been reduced to only four.
Dull and silent.
After personally escorting them into the city, Song Siyao went to the Yunyin Clan alone.
It's snowing again atop the Cloud Palace.
I sit alone in the pavilion by the river.
They kept looking back the way they came.
But the graceful woman who came with an umbrella never appeared.
Several days later.
Song Siyao braved the wind and snow to come.
Wearing a black fur robe and covered in dust, Baili Xijiang and the others followed behind her, and the group went to the seated Shen Zhuochuan.
The man sat there motionless for half a month before turning around, his body stiff.
Song Siyao frowned, slammed Li Guang onto the cold table, and then sat down in front of him.
"My sister must be alive."
She went back to Yunyin.
They searched frantically, but couldn't even find their father's remains.
The little creatures that used to leisurely lie in the yard have also disappeared.
The clan chief said that his elder sister had foreseen this.
They had made preparations long ago.
Before leaving Yunyin that time, the pill that my elder sister refined in the forbidden area was a ninth-grade Warming Soul Pill.
The moment he saw his elder sister offering sacrifice, his father seemed to do something; his body vanished like his elder sister's, turning into golden light and soaring into the heavens.
The boy beside him immediately sent a message to Song Hexi, who rushed over and used his spiritual energy to dissolve the ninth-grade pill.
He gathered Song Chaoxuan's shattered divine consciousness and placed it in the forbidden area to nurture it.
My elder sister had instructed me that nurturing in the forbidden area could at least restore the consciousness of a remnant soul nurtured by a ninth-grade pill, but she would definitely come back to save it.
When Song Hexi told her that, he was very certain.
—You must believe in them, and you must also believe in yourself.
—Miracles are born with you.
The older sister has repeatedly emphasized to people that she will not die.
Before the sacrifice, they said they would believe in her.
Therefore, Song Siyao believed it.
"She will come back."
The girl remained steadfast.
Upon hearing her mention Wan'er, Qin Xi burst into tears, unable to accept the idea that Wan'er was dead.
After closing her eyes, which had been red and swollen for months, she opened them again. "Wan'er has always been a master strategist. I believe she hasn't run out of cards."
Baili Xijiang had long since cried himself hoarse, and could only nod in front of the mute dragon who had cried himself silly.
These past few days, Ah Ji, who had been practicing his sword numbly without stopping, stubbornly agreed: "She must be alive."
The man, who had been frozen in the snow for a long time, stared blankly at them, then managed a weak smile.
His voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of helplessness: "I've always believed."
As long as it's what she said.
He believed it.
However, one can't help but feel sorry for everything she sacrificed.
It must hurt a lot, Song Tingwan.
I haven't seen her in good health all these years.
Always getting hurt.
After a long period of dejection, Shen Zhuochuan raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, "What are your plans next?"
Her words of instruction to take care of them were still vivid in her mind.
First is Song Siyao.
With his father's consciousness preserved and his unwavering belief that his elder sister was still alive, his dark eyes ignited with a thirst for power.
"Return to the Sword Sect and become stronger."
She didn't know when her older sister would return.
These days, day and night, she runs out to see anything whenever she hears a noise.
She was afraid that her older sister was asking her for help.
The older sister left no clues or traces.
I know not when I will return, nor in what form I will return.
But she believed that as long as her older sister was out of trouble, she would definitely come looking for her.
She wants to improve her cultivation level.
The highest level a member of the Yunyin Clan can reach is the peak of the Mahayana stage.
She wants to be the only Mahayana practitioner in the world capable of reaching the Tribulation Transcending stage.
She never wanted to watch her older sister die before her eyes again, like she had done this time.
That kind of powerless, trembling numbness.
Never let it happen again.
Shen Zhuochuan saw the endless fighting spirit and unwillingness in her eyes, nodded with a deep gaze, and then looked at the other three.
Baili Xijiang choked up as he pulled a book from his bosom.
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